The news and herald. (Winnsboro, S.C.) 1877-1900, 1887-11-29
A REC0RD OF ONE DAY.

ou all Guo COuuUIy Siu6 uU luOlo
s'mlghty hunter'' or more genial COM
panion was to he found than Walter
Drew Of Callerhowe. + From the morn
Ing when, mounted upon his shaggy
Shetland. he first rode to meet beside
his father, until the day whose record
am about to chronicle, only such vex-
atious Interruptions as were imposed
by the exactlons OF school and college
had been allowed 10 interfere between
himself and the following of his be-
lovedSsport. Now, arriveds,at mans
estate, through the death ofthis father
become lord Of the manor, possessor OF
q fine estate, ana sufficient rsnt FOIL,
nothing but unpropltious weather need
debar him from its pursuit. 1t was
whispered that he would, succeed Sir
Evarard Wynn. the relgning. M. +.
H.--who. however, although over 70;
was hale and vigorous still l--Whenever
circumstances, or natdrA, demanded his
i Sfesi lion OF the otllce. "a sss,, ss.ss,
Alison Weir-sSa girl .yust Intro.
duced into society, to whom the whole
scene was q novelty, and Marcia Fame, i
were standing upon the terrace watch
ing tho splendid animals, which were
being led up and down while waiting
for their masters to mount and ride to
cover. rhe hunt breakfast was at
Callerhowe that morning; and Mrs.
Drew's little pony carriage was in read
: mess for Marcia to drive herself and
me to watch the hounds throw off and
the meeting Of the field.
Marcia was a good horsewomdn, and
often hunted. But to-day she had
waited her own predilectlons, and In
sisted upon acting as my charioteer;
being unwilling to deprive mo of wit
Messing the stirring scene, yet know
ing that, toWn-bred, and not over
strong. I was, ignominously afraid OF
trusting myself upon a horse's back.
Marcia Fame was tall and slight
girl; dark eyed, dusky-haired, pale,
and self;contained. To my superficial
Judgment she seemed cold and unsym-
pathetic; and i rather pitied Walter
Drew, for it needed small penetration
to discover that his mothers dearest
wish was embodied in marriage be-
tween him and Marcia. who, as an Or
phan heiress whose property "marchedn
with his own, was, In that lady's opin-
ion,j manifestly provided by Providence
FOR his BRIDE. ] had often tried TO
fathom Marcia's feelings upon the sub
Ject, but, so far without success.
Presently the men trooped out, and
/ remember we'll the ensuing hubbub
of laughter, jest and repartee the
champing Of horses. the flashing Of
pink, huntsmen's calls, and the deep
baying Of the dogs. The weather was
perfection. a good run anticipated, and
every one in spirits. Also. Walter was
the hero Of the hour. a few days he.
fore, an accident had badly disabled.
his right hand. Itwas bound up, and
in sling perfectly useless. But moth
ing would deter him from taking his
usual place. Hunt he would; and his
companions admiration of his pluck
but served to spurhim on.
1T seems foolhardy," said, as we
( watched him mount with wonderfully
little awkwardness, I must admit.
Was i mistaken Or did Marcia's
lips whiten as spoRe2 IF they did, the
occasoning spasm was but momentary,
and her voice kept lts even calm as she
replied:
ssNot in the least Walter is SO thor
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oughly at home in the saddle. And be
is riding Gray Bess, who really seems
to. understand his slightest wish. I
The meet was appointed for that day
on moor some three miles Off. 1t
was impossible not to catch something
OF tho infectious thrill and stir with
which the common interest invested its
surroundings. z
The heath seemed alive with figures
OF every sort and description, and
mounts Of every variety excellence,
from thoroughbreds to Shank's pony,
among which, the relocated huntsmen
moved, clustered in groups or reined in
their powerful animals beside carriages
flied with vel l-dresSed women. or some